(30-11-2012 07:10 AM)Tartarus Sauce Wrote: I'm all for free food and boundless love though, so let's just say that since Egor hasn't reappeared yet that the waste has been cleared away and that the room is all spick and span now (and for the sake of continuing the imagery, let's just say that Earmuffs came along in a maid costume and swept the filth away, so thanks Muffs).

Please, not ear-bloody-muffs! He'll just take a dump himself and complain about our choice of toilet paper.

(but that's what I like most about this place - you never know in what direction a thread will go, just like in real-life conversations... after all, thinking is not necessarily a linear process... not that I'm advocating circular thinking or something)

(30-11-2012 06:23 AM)Leela Wrote: Girly, thanks Don't waste your precious time and energy on a prick like that. See how he did it with me? I did not feel like putting up with him, he called me some stuff and then left. Just do the same You might wanna know what he calls you because it is funny how he deflects.

Nah, I couldn't give less of a shit what Ed thinks of me. No skin off my scrotum what some psychiatric nurse in Louisiana thinks of me. That's kinda my point about not letting it get to to you. But I live in the People's Republic of Maryland where I got a Hindu Temple, a Buddhist Temple, a Jewish Synagogue, 2 Unitarian Universalist Churches, and 2 Baptist Churches within walking distance of my house. I am surrounded by religion, but it is diffused by virtue of its diversity, it's not a problem here. Romania is likely a different story, so rage on if it helps, rage on.

(30-11-2012 02:15 AM)Cardinal Smurf Wrote: Let's see. Last time I took lithium would have been around 1996 or so. But, it was the worst drug I ever took. Made me feel dead inside.

I was on it in '77 for a year. If by "dead inside" you mean when you were in a manic phase you didn't feel like God, that's what it was supposed to do.

(30-11-2012 02:31 PM)GirlyMan Wrote: I was on it in '77 for a year. If by "dead inside" you mean when you were in a manic phase you didn't feel like God, that's what it was supposed to do.

That doesn't sound so bad. No, I recall feeling emotionless. Like nothing in reality affected me in any way at all. No joy, no pain, no sadness, no excitement. For a new father and husband this was a bad state of mind for me. It was particularly hard on my wife. Her external perception of my emotional state confirmed that I seemed to be unattached to anyone or anything. She found it quite unsettling. Never again.

And then there was Prozac. In the 2 months I was on it it scared the bejesus out of me. But I have trouble remembering the details of why it scared me. I seem to recall an altered sense of reality. It was just creepy as hell.